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“The Tweedlers”
Hidden Fairy Folk of Prince Edward Island
Scattered among the deep woods and red-clay hills of Prince Edward Island are whispers of a mysterious fairy people known as the Tweedlers. For generations, Islanders told quiet stories of tiny forest dwellers who appear only to those they trust, often at dusk, just before the fireflies rise.
Tweedlers are said to be small, quick, and clever, wearing moss-green cloaks and tiny bark shoes. Their bright eyes reflect moonlight, and they carry small wooden amulets—each holding a precious stone believed to offer protection from misfortune. Islanders crafted replicas of these amulets from wood and stone as good-luck charms.

Origin of the Legends
The earliest tales travel back through ship logs and settlement stories from the 1700s. Some claim that Mi’kmaq storytellers spoke of woodland messengers, while others believe the Tweedlers came from across the sea with sailors who carried charms for safe passage. Over time, the stories blended into Island folklore—quiet and rarely written, but never forgotten.
Tweedlers are not malicious. They are mostly shy, but fiercely loyal to those they choose to protect. Farmers once left small gifts—berries, shells, or bits of sweet bread—by the tree line in hopes of earning a Tweedler’s blessing for good weather or safe travel.
It’s said the sudden movement of bushes, the unexplained clatter on a porch, or the feeling of being watched in the woods may be nothing more than a Tweedler passing through.
Ancient Presence
The Tweedlers are said to have inhabited Prince Edward Island long before the Mi’kmaq, living in forest burrows and moss-covered sanctuaries near streams. Small, swift, and skilled in subtle magic, they moved through the woods under the rule of their reclusive king and his daughter, Princess Elmira.
For centuries, they remained hidden from human eyes, crafting protective amulets and navigating the forests with uncanny speed.

Sparks of Conflict
When the Mi’kmaq eventually reached the Island, they found the Tweedlers already established. While the two peoples coexisted, relations were strained by cultural differences and territorial misunderstandings. Tensions grew around hunting grounds, foraging areas, and mysterious disappearances.
Oral tradition tells of mutual kidnappings and rising hostility. The breaking point came when the Tweedlers abducted the Mi’kmaq chief’s son, an act that ignited outrage and led to open war.

The Battle of Pretty Stream
The decisive three-day conflict took place at Pretty Stream, also known as Kellos Hollow (near what is known today as Cornwall). Tweedlers darted through trees and shadows while Mi’kmaq warriors pressed the attack.
Some say the ground absorbed the blood of the fallen, giving the Hollow a lingering mystical energy that locals can still feel today — a quiet, eerie charge beneath the trees.
The Princess & Boughton Island Sanctuary

As war loomed, the Tweedler King made a desperate decision: to preserve the future of their people. He secretly sent Princess Elmira, along with the youngest and most gifted Tweedlers, across the water to Boughton Island, a remote, uninhabited refuge off the Island’s eastern coast.
There they waited in hidden dunes and spruce thickets, watching the mainland shores for news while the battle raged at Pretty Stream. When the fighting ended, the Tweedler warriors were defeated. In the years that followed, the Tweedlers made themselves a new home on Boughton Island, where they built a peaceful life together.
Sightings & Cryptid Lore
Despite their supposed exile, sightings still occur. Hunters, hikers, and locals report:
• tiny shapes in the trees
• strange tapping sounds in the woods
• miniature footprints near streams
• carved sticks left in moss
To believers, these are proof that the Tweedlers never vanished — only slipped deeper into the forest.

SACRED AMULETS
Among the Tweedlers, it is said that there are twelve sacred amulets, each made with wood and stone on the shores of Boughton Island. Though small and humble in appearance, each one serves a distinct purpose: some offer protection, others lend courage, clarity, or calm, and a few simply remind their bearer of home. The Tweedlers speak of them not as relics of power, but as practical companions—tokens that helped their people endure storms, sickness, long journeys, bitter battles and difficult choices. Together, the twelve form a quiet tapestry of Tweedler resilience, passed from hand to hand through generations.

